The drive sat on her desk like a loaded weapon.
Selene didn’t touch it. Not yet. She stared at it like it might blink or explode. Every second of silence between her and Darius stretched tighter.
He finally spoke.
“What is that?”
She didn’t blink. “A file. About you.”
His shoulders squared. “From who?”
“A man with a scar and too many answers.” Her voice stayed cold. “He claims you’ve got orders. A mission.”
Darius didn’t move.
Selene didn’t either.
"I want to believe he is lying," she said. "But then you’ve lied before."
His jaw ticked. “You said you don’t trust people easily.”
“I said I don’t trust you easily.”
A beat passed.
Then another.
“I won’t open it,” she said. “Not yet.”
“Why not?”
Her eyes narrowed. . "Because I can't hide what I discover once I do."
"And if it t
